Hurrah for the General Sshin!
The moment one second before the camera flash.
Lainor's great-great-grandfather, Lieutenant-General Sshin, was picked up by his loyal soldiers. Quite recently, they were able to occupy the an important city and the surrounding area village with minimal losses and repel the counterattack of the Bolsheviks. This offensive has gone down in history as a feat of General Sshin, it happened in heavy times of the Civil War in Russia. His regiment was part of the army of the South of Russia, briefly VSYUR.
The village of Malinovka, January 2, 1919.
"The soldiers are happy and grateful to their general for being with them in this battle and helping them win this battle, they all chant "Hurrah!", communicate with each other and they laugh, many are tired and cold, and wounded. But despite this, their hearts are overflowing with joy and faith in their just cause about saving Russia from the Bolshevik contagion. They do not yet know what a difficult path awaits them in 1919, but now it does not matter, the future remains hazy.
His regiment always sang one patriotic song, the lines of which remembered for the rest of life.
Nothing, nothing, nothing,
Saber, bullet, bayonets - it doesn't matter.
You're my dear, you wait for me,
And I will come.
I'll come and hug you,
If I don't die in battle,
In that difficult hour, in bayonet attacks
In the name of saving the country."
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Lainor's great-great-grandfather, Lieutenant-General Sshin, was picked up by his loyal soldiers. Quite recently, they were able to occupy the an important city and the surrounding area village with minimal losses and repel the counterattack of the Bolsheviks. This offensive has gone down in history as a feat of General Sshin, it happened in heavy times of the Civil War in Russia. His regiment was part of the army of the South of Russia, briefly VSYUR.
The village of Malinovka, January 2, 1919.
"The soldiers are happy and grateful to their general for being with them in this battle and helping them win this battle, they all chant "Hurrah!", communicate with each other and they laugh, many are tired and cold, and wounded. But despite this, their hearts are overflowing with joy and faith in their just cause about saving Russia from the Bolshevik contagion. They do not yet know what a difficult path awaits them in 1919, but now it does not matter, the future remains hazy.
His regiment always sang one patriotic song, the lines of which remembered for the rest of life.
Nothing, nothing, nothing,
Saber, bullet, bayonets - it doesn't matter.
You're my dear, you wait for me,
And I will come.
I'll come and hug you,
If I don't die in battle,
In that difficult hour, in bayonet attacks
In the name of saving the country."
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Category Artwork (Digital) / All
Species Snake / Serpent
Gender Male
Size 2043 x 1804px
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